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From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 233
Ethan sighed deeply, the weight of the story heavy on his shoulders. “It’s a long story, but it’s crucial for you to understand what’s happening. The leader of this house and his wife were involved in some very shady activities. They had plans that involved bringing both our families—my parents and your parents—into their schemes.”Sandra’s eyes widened further. “Our parents? Why would they want them involved?”Ethan’s face grew more serious. “My parents refused to join their plans. They were genuinely opposed to what the House of the Tree Symbol was doing. They even told your parents they couldn’t be part of it.”Sandra’s brow furrowed. “But you said my parents were involved. How is that possible?”Ethan nodded slowly. “That’s right. While my parents were adamant about not participating, your parents were already on board with the House of the Tree Symbol’s plans. They pretended to side with my parents, all the while playing a double game.”Sandra’s expression shifted to one of confu
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 234
Ethan sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. “I had to be certain about the information before sharing it. It’s a sensitive topic, and I needed to piece together all the facts before revealing them. I didn’t want to add to your fear without solid proof.”Sandra looked at Ethan, her face a mix of determination and fear. “So, what do we do now?”Ethan stood up, pacing the room as he thought through their options. “We need to be cautious and prepare. The son of the House of the Tree Symbol is a dangerous man. We need to protect ourselves and figure out our next move. There’s no room for mistakes.”Sandra watched him, her anxiety mingling with a newfound resolve. “I want to help. I need to do something. I can’t just sit here.”Ethan stopped pacing and looked at her, his expression serious. “We’ll work together. I need you to stay safe and share everything you know. We’ll come up with a plan to counter whatever he’s plotting. But remember, we’re dealing with a ruthless opponent. W
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 235
“Dear Gerald,” the letter began. “It seems you’ve been played by Ethan Anderson’s cunning schemes. Did you honestly believe that voting for him would ensure his favor and consideration for the project? You are nothing more than a pawn in his game.”Gerald’s anger intensified with every line he read. The letter mocked his ambitions and belittled his efforts. “How dare they think they can manipulate me like this,” he muttered, his voice laced with venom. He squeezed the letter in his hand, crumpling it into a tight ball. The letter’s tone was condescending, and its message was clear: Ethan had outmaneuvered him, but now he had the opportunity to fight back.The letter continued with an unsettling proposition. It instructed Gerald to attend a secret meeting to discuss how to undermine Ethan. The date and time were specified, leaving little room for hesitation. “If you wish to reclaim control and secure the project for yourself, you must come prepared to strategize how to take down Ethan
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 236
Gerald stepped out into the cold night, the weight of the meeting pressing on his shoulders. The street was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic and the occasional shuffle of footsteps behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, half-expecting to see one of the shadowy figures from the meeting, but the street was empty. Still, the sense of being watched lingered.As he made his way back to his car, his mind replayed the events of the evening. The leader's voice echoed in his head, smooth and commanding: *“You’ve proven your commitment.”* But had he? Gerald wasn’t sure. The whole ordeal felt like a twisted game, one where the players knew the rules, but he was left guessing.Sliding into the driver’s seat, Gerald took a deep breath and gripped the steering wheel tightly. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the adrenaline from the meeting still coursing through his veins. The pin—the small token of allegiance—sat in his pocket, its weight far heavier than it appeared. Thi
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 237
The evening had settled over the city like a warm blanket, its streets alive with the pulse of a day coming to an end. People moved in steady streams, their faces tired but determined, eager to return home after a long day at work. The sidewalks were packed, a constant shuffle of shoes hitting the pavement, while cars honked and idled in the late rush hour traffic. Their headlights flickered as they crawled through the streets, reflecting off wet patches from an earlier drizzle, casting shimmering streaks of light that danced along the road.Across the street, a small diner sat at the corner, its neon sign flickering in hues of red and blue. The light it cast was warm and inviting, a beacon for those looking for a quick meal before they called it a night. The diner wasn’t anything fancy, but it had its own charm—a kind of cozy familiarity that brought people in again and again. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of sizzling grease, coffee brewing, and freshly baked bread. Th
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 238
The diner buzzed with the steady rhythm of clinking plates and the hum of casual conversations. Waitresses darted back and forth, balancing trays and taking orders, while the soft drone of the television added a gentle undertone to the atmosphere. The sky outside had turned a deep shade of indigo, and the last remnants of daylight gave way to the shimmering streetlights that dotted the sidewalk.Suddenly, the bell over the door chimed, but this time, the cheerful ring that usually welcomed new customers felt off. Four men stepped inside, their eyes sharp and scanning the room. They wore dark, nondescript clothing—hoodies pulled low over their faces and hands shoved into their pockets. They moved quickly, too quickly for a casual visit.The atmosphere in the diner shifted, the energy instantly uneasy. The conversation at the booths quieted as the men strode further inside. One of them, a burly figure with tattoos snaking up his neck, pulled a gun from his waistband and raised it into t
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 239
The diner was still. The smell of spilled coffee and the faint metallic tang of blood lingered in the air. The robbers lay scattered across the floor, groaning softly in defeat. As the door chimed shut behind the hooded figure, a collective breath seemed to exhale from the room, as if everyone had been holding it the entire time. For a moment, nobody moved. It was as though the entire diner had been suspended in time, processing the sheer speed and intensity of what had just unfolded.Then, all at once, the murmurs began."Did you see that?" a man seated at the counter whispered in disbelief to the waitress beside him, his fork halfway to his mouth, frozen in mid-bite. "I mean, they took down four guys. Four! Just like that."The waitress nodded, still wide-eyed and trembling slightly. "I—I don't even know what happened. It was so fast," she stammered, clutching the edge of the counter for support. "One second, they were just sitting there... the next—bam!"At a nearby booth, a group
From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare Chapter 240
The Anderson mansion stood silent under the midnight sky, a sprawling, imposing structure drenched in darkness save for the occasional glow of dim lighting. Inside, the vast halls echoed with the sound of footsteps. Ethan Anderson wandered aimlessly through the mansion, restless and agitated. He had tossed and turned in bed for hours but found no reprieve in sleep. His mind, clouded with memories and worries, refused to quiet down. He passed through the grand living room, pausing momentarily to gaze at the lavish furnishings—the antique chairs, the Persian rugs, the priceless paintings. All these riches, yet he still couldn’t find peace. He shook his head and continued walking, his thoughts spiraling back to the events that had led him here.Ethan found himself by the tall windows, looking out at the sprawling lawn outside. His reflection stared back at him from the glass—tired, haunted. So much had changed over the years, and he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of loss des
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